Xuanmen's boss, she is full of gods after she recognizes her relatives

Chapter 200 He Has Never Been So Close to Anyone
As he got closer, Huo Xiaoxing could clearly see his fiancée's exquisite and translucent skin, and her fine pores seemed to be breathing gently. The girl's complexion was porcelain white, and her long, curly eyelashes trembled softly because the owner didn't know what was dreaming. Can't bear to disturb.

Huo Xiaoxing had never felt so close to a girl, let alone approached so abruptly.

The female characters in his past life were always smart, tough, and heroic, always pursuing excellence on the battlefield.
When he knew of her existence, he also thought that the "she" in the future would be like this, but he didn't want to see her appearing when decades passed by and he almost forgot the existence of this person.

With such an indifferent but very characterful appearance, he appeared in his life.

He stood aside just now, but felt that she was frowning slightly, as if she was a little uneasy in a dream, so he leaned over to check, but he didn't want to get close, and he was inexplicably attracted to her.

There was a faint sweet scent between the nostrils, it was not as strong as perfume, nor was it the fragrance of natural bath products. For a moment, he was immersed in the elegant and sweet fragrance, and Huo Xiaoxing's eyebrows moved slightly, with his usual cold expression Unknowingly softened down.

Seeing her eyeballs swaying slightly under the eyelids, Huo Xiaoxing sank his eyes, thinking about whether he should try to get close to her spiritual realm.

However, he pondered for a while, and gave up the idea.

On the premise that the other party does not take the initiative to accept it, it is still more dangerous to forcibly enter the other party's spiritual realm.

Huo Xiaoxing changed his mind and gave up on this idea.

Yan Qiao didn't sleep well, and the temperature in the cabin was cool due to the central intelligent air conditioner, so he leaned over and pulled the quilt beside her, and covered her body carefully.

The girl's hand, which was placed by her side, suddenly fell from her waist and accidentally touched his leg.

Although the material of the Union military uniform was tight, Huo Xiaoxing still felt the heat on his legs, so he took a half step back in astonishment.

A porcelain-white slender hand hangs lightly by the bed, with its fingertips drooping.

The fingertips trembled slightly, and for a moment, Huo Xiaoxing seemed to feel that the hand was gently tapping on his nerves.

My heart skipped a beat.

An inexplicable emotion spread from the bottom of my heart, numb and numb, and my throat froze for a moment.

The black eyes sank deeply, and the emotions in the eyes were complicated and difficult to discern for a while.

In the small space, the temperature seemed to rise several degrees in an instant. The fearless Alliance Marshal Huo Xiaoxing, who had been fearless in the battlefield, felt that it was difficult to breathe at this moment, and his heartbeat was irregular in the room.

"Um……"

A whine suddenly sounded.

Huo Xiaoxing's nerves jumped again, and his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned.

Under the window, Yan Qiao was sleeping, not knowing what she had done, her cherry lips slightly parted and she muttered again: "...don't go."

Huo Xiaoxing's whole body was frozen in place, motionless.

A pair of deep and beautiful black eyes looked at her deeply.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Xiaoxing slowly walked forward, raised his hand and gently wiped away the sweat from Yan Qiao's face.

There was a trace of worry in the man's eyes.

At night in City C, you are very close to the stars.

Yan Qiao lay on the lawn in front of the tent, folded her hands behind her head and looked up at the starry sky.

Beside her, there was a soft and cute baby who was "debating" with her father.

The young father patiently explained to the child while slowly clearing up the meals on the floor. Yan Qiao lay beside them, listening to the "teaching" she had long forgotten in comfort and enjoyment.

In the dream, all the surrounding scenes were real and strange, and she didn't want to distinguish between real and fake.

Occasionally, when she heard a familiar saying, she couldn't help turning her head to look at him.

Yan Qiao wondered how his father was so patient with his baby when he was young.

This is a well-known suburban resort. Every holiday, many people come out to play with their parents, children, or relatives and friends.

There were many tents similar to theirs not far around, and Yan Qiao curled up one leg and lay peacefully next to her father and Xiao Yanqiao.

The dream is so real, even the moon and stars in the night are so dazzling.

It's been a long time since Yan Qiao had such a relaxed state of mind, especially these days, when busyness and accidents almost occupied most of her life.

The peaceful rhythm of life was suddenly disrupted, and only she knew what kind of change had occurred in her heart.

Thinking of those people she found some time ago, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Yan Sinan who was holding his daughter and looking up at the stars.

Yan Qiao looked at her father with moist and gentle eyes.

At this time, did he think that what he had done unintentionally would bring her such a big surprise in the near future.

Moreover, those accidents are inextricably linked to their father and daughter?
If in a dream he could see her and she could talk to him, I don't know what news he would hear when he heard such news.

Yan Qiao smiled faintly, and continued to look back at the starry sky.

She was just a bystander at the moment, and couldn't bear to disturb the rare relationship between her father and Xiao Yanqiao.

It was also a part buried deep in her memory, or a gift from the depths of her subconscious that she could not probe.

Yan Qiao rarely dreams, especially colorful dreams.

Now, not only are there colors in her beautiful dreams, there are even fireflies in the bright moon, starry sky, warm wind, and fireflies. The beauty of Midsummer Night cannot be described in words, but it is her little comfort after living alone for many years.

No wonder people often say, I had a good dream, but I hope that the dream will last forever.

If it can be like this forever, she is not willing to wake up from the good dream.

But she knew in her heart that she couldn't.

Then enjoy the warmth and sweetness of this moment and place.

Even if all of this is fake.

The father's voice was low and slow, coaxing the daughter in his arms, pointing to one constellation after another in the sky and telling the daughter stories, those stories were sometimes science and sometimes were legends.

Yan Qiao, who closed her eyes and listened to her father, unknowingly shed tears from the corners of her eyes.

Over the years, she searched all the places she could have been to, and all the places where he had left traces, but she couldn't find a trace of him still alive.

In order to understand the reason for his sudden disappearance, she even spent more than half a year re-enacting the trajectory of his actions in the half year before his disappearance. According to the scarce information and travel routes left by him, she almost did it all over again.

During this process, she also began to re-search and piece together all the information of her mother in her childhood, just to feel what he was thinking and thinking about doing all this at that time, and to know what he wanted to do?
In other words, what problem did he encounter that he couldn't solve, so that he dropped his underage self and disappeared.

But after doing all this, she discovered that all the information about her mother seemed to have disappeared into that world out of thin air, and it was more like being deliberately processed by someone.

All kinds of clues point to her biological father, Yan Sinan, who is most likely to erase her mother's existence, but why did her father say to his young self, "Let's go find your mother together, shall we?"

Yan Qiao slowly opened her eyes, and turned to look at her father, Yan Sinan, who was talking about Orion.

(End of this chapter)